Intelligence Speaks
Through confidence flows
Bind and unbind
Unto and undo
You ask the wrong things of the avenger
Be still the movement
Of your will to speak
Of your favors
I am your servant
Least I receive no rest
Yet unpaid
I move on
Awed by my will to serve you
I ask of nothing
And still unnoticed
Pay me no heed
I shun myself as well
And still no thoughts of yours involve my well being
In Love I say
Blessed be
And Still I know
You will think not of me.
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